My sweet friend, Barrie, the one who came up with that awesome wreath tutorial over the holidays, gave me her record player. And her records. Why? She saw that owning a record player was on my list, and when she was readying to sell hers, she decided to just give it to me. I mean.
I've bought a couple records of my own, borrowed a few more from a friend, and I listen to them like a wannabe hipster so hard. Right now, Miles Davis is playing. I know. Give me all the free-trade coffee and flannel, and I'll make your dreams come true.
Record players are so fun.